The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1887-11-01

peI1 anu was uSnered into q much used paTlOT
| by white-aproned mulatto, who took his card
and fastened up stairs. The visitor sank back
INTO chair and looked out at the window. He
| was tall, slender and well dressed, with pen
sive air, long brown mustache and close
clipped hair slightly tinted with gray. Five
minutes passed, and his attitude remained un-
changed. Then there was soft rustic of drapery
down the hall, faint scent of violets in the
ar, ana low clear voice entering his ear as its
owner gllded into his presence. He had arisen,
nay IN iland, as these words were uttered:
Ut. lyZarde will tpardon this intrusion
nope, for instead of Mr.. Seabrook, it is only
his niece. Uncle Horace is out - Good
Heavens!"
My little recruit again!'
Ihese EXPLANATIONS were the result of a
mutual survey OF each other. The lady
flushed violently, then her face slowly paled,
as her large eyes rested in wondering embrrass-
ment on the stranger. He drew a deep breath,
then said, hesitatngly:
Are you indeed Mr.. seabrook's niece-his
fayorite niece, as he has told me? %
HE is foolish enough to call me so: vet
what must you think Of me-you his old friend,
whom thought had never seen before?"
Her color again rose and her eyes fell before
ms s.f gaze' but he smiled rospishly, saying:
1t might take hours to tell
all L have thought about you.
And SO you were the romantic young lady
VINO ran away from the convent school
IN Charleston after Gettysburg, bent on
WONDERS
for your country. Horace wrote me
something of it at the time, yet
never dreamed until now that my little recruit
and she were one"
81 fear it has not added to your good opin-
ion OF me, and had / thought the stern Young
doctor before whom / trembed, and Uncle
Horace's old friend George Iyzarde were also
one and the same, should never have dared
to lace YOU
yet l have often wished to see you," said
H., -
wish was father to the thought in enabling me
to recognize you today, having only seen you
once before"
care you so sure of that?" she asked archly.
he looked at her inquiringly, then replied !;
Il was wounded, you know, or rather YOU
didn't know. 1t was shortly before the sur
render. was delirious, think, but / fancied
that caught glimpses of your face, fairer than
had seen it before, yet still yours. 1t was
doubtless only fancy, though its fleeting, recur-
ring vividnesS made it seem real"
Then you never heard of Sister Maria
Jones?"
Her face was grave, yet merry light
danced in her eyes.
well, no." he returned unsuspectingly.
There were many nurses about us, yet. L
believe you are quizzing me-"
What wonderful penetration! So, sir, YOU
never heard of her. / fear you will next deny
having coldly advised timid soldier boy to 20
as nurse, after telling him
why, of course l remember that, and"
"Silence! After plainly ntimating that his
budding patriotism deserved no higher avenue
TO ta1lae.as
II humb1y plead guilty to that charge, vet
what has that to do with Sister Maria Smith 90
Jones, sir. There were already too many
Smiths in the order. Now, don't it occur to
you that your soldier boy might have re-
changed his sex in appearing as a nurse? Men
have many privileges, but ssterhood is as vet
denied them. Sister Tom Jones wouldn't
have sounded well, so it had to be Maria in
stead, and
"Then you were Sister Maria!"
"Who nursed you in the field hospital"
"Then 1 did see you there after all. [ shall
never dispute my fancies again. How regret
that did not have sense to express my graft
tude."
They looked at each other in silence for
moment. Then her gaze wandered through
the window on her cheek was tender play
of color, and she sighed softly. His own look
was one of unrepressed admiration. Finally
he took her unresiSting hand, saying:
Miss Seabrook, forgive my abruptness. /
have often thought of you, slight and peculiar
as has been our intercourse, and now
The front door suddenly opened and heavy
step was heard in the hall. With glance
and smile TRANSPORTING her face that no lover
could mistake, she gently withdrew her hand
just as an atfable looking, middle-aged man
appeared in the doorway, and said with Pro-
team assumption of raillery:
"Uncle Horace, here is a stranger who as
serts SO strongly his desire to be o friend, that
1 shall leave him with you to settle the ques-
tom
And she did The nature of the settlement
may be determined from the following notice
that appeared in the charleston Courier"
some time during the following November:
cat the residence of Horace Seabrook ESQ.,,
Oak cottage, ST. Andrews parish, by the Rev
Charles Cotesworth, Miss Alice Seabrook to
DIR. G. w. Iyzarde, of this city No cards."
The Heroine of Gadsden.
From the Detroit Free Press.
AS General Streight approached Gadsden
Ala, in making his great cavalry raid, General
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